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You're my only mate indeed, When nowhere's where I lead. You are where I seem to run, When I'm very far from the sun. Your light is what I seem to grasp, Excruciating death, I dearly clasp. When you're the only thing that's left, Inside, you always leave a cleft. But what can I do tonight, You're all I think is right. My only mate would ****** me, I doubt you'd take me slowly. I'd run to you when I feel lost, I doubt you come with no cost. Whatever it is, I'd hold you close still, Soon enough, you'd go for the ****
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Nov 9, 2015
Nov 9, 2015 at 1:54 AM UTC
First Stick of the Night
You're my only mate indeed, When nowhere's where I lead. You are where I seem to run, When I'm very far from the sun. Your light is what I seem to grasp, Excruciating death, I dearly clasp. When you're the only thing that's left, Inside, you always leave a cleft. But what can I do tonight, You're all I think is right. My only mate would ****** me, I doubt you'd take me slowly. I'd run to you when I feel lost, I doubt you come with no cost. Whatever it is, I'd hold you close still, Soon enough, you'd go for the ****
unseenandrea
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Nov 9, 2015
Nov 9, 2015 at 1:54 AM UTC
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